Lost at sea, lost in thought. The waves rise, the mind follows. Thoughts roll in, retreat, return. What do you say when no one is listening? What does the sea say back? Is a conversation with no one, a conversation also with everything?

About the Artwork:

Inspired by the old man’s self-talk in The Old Man and the Sea, this piece captures the way solitude shapes language. The handwritten words follow the contours of waves, mimicking the tide-like nature of internal reflection—rising, falling, repeating.

Size: 30 by 25.5 inches | Hand-embroidered | Linen and cotton scraps